Family Connect

If I had the magical powers to redo all the things, the most stupid and reckless
 And if I had those powers, to bring you back here again
 I'm runnin' in circles, lookin' and searchin'
 Look high and low for the purpose
 Convincin' myself this earth is just full curses and cursive
 I pull the curtains
 Interpretin' how I exposed the surface
 Of niggas that no one's ever seen
 They hide behind these magazines
 Let's see, I seen it all, way back
 If I was you, I wouldn't say that, no
 Anything they ever did to make sure I wouldn't ever win
 It just made mе a better man, I put that on my soul
 If it's platinum in my watch, should I still care 'bout goin' gold?
 If I gavе that shit away, you think I'm ever goin' broke?
 I'm not chasin' money, money chasin' me
 You found what you lookin' for when you stop lookin' for it
 End of story
 See, more nigga want the glory and think success is euphoric
 Expect to get rich tourin' and never do shit for it, man
 I been historic so long, it's gettin' borin'
 Multiple mansions to reside and switch foreigns, pourin'
 Plenty game in Domani cup
 All our moves are calculatin', you could wish the dummy's luck
 Yeah I guess everyone exaggerates when they comin' up
 But that just their imagination
 Really, these niggas ain't got no money, bruh
 They wanna know who you are, not who you wanna be
 Want smoke online and ain't handle the around-the-corner beef
 Coward, good luck avoidin' gettin' extorted
 With absentee morals and horrible priorities
 Catch you somewhere in your mid-forties
 Down in Florida, by the water, scrapin' up enough to buy a forty
 Type of billboard ain't shit when you did poorly
 Buy your kids so they can't remember what you did for 'em
 Ayy, you remember when you showed
 Me that half a mill' in that shoe box?
 Then I said, "I want to rap," so you put me on Big and 2Pac
 'Fore we came a long way, L.A. with B and Jay
 Or flyin' to Coachella playing Spades on PJ's
 Gimme three days, my gallery finna triple my salary
 Doubled up on my K Dot, the sad shit, watch my calories
 Crazy, I couldn't fathom the thought of me goin' platinum
 I shattered my ceiling and captured my feelings in this verse
 I'll gradually kill 'em
 I'll turn down a million, it's not worth my integrity
 I'm most definitely my daddy's son, it's not denyin'
 I used to run from my last name
 I was mortified of being that nigga
 That live off a nigga at twenty-five
 So I moved out at eighteen and now I'm on my own
 Pops, I know you got it, but I'd just rather get it on my own
 Tell 'em stop askin' all them questions, the answers in my song
 Place the pen in my left hand and watch me write my wrongs
 Ha, it funny ain't it, how I could be entertainin'?
 Millions stashed in the bank and more millions on real estate
 Ridin' round in a Vanquish, tryna stop for complainin'
 'Cause my kids won't let me help 'em and I just can't ascertain it
 Then again, kinda remind me of me 'fore I met Jason
 Sellin' crack daily but knew I was goin' places, listen
 Sometimes you confident, can over-wear your continence
 To the point, seem like it make the smartest one do the dumbest shit
 Learn to be the thermostat, not the thermometer
 Never put your trust in niggas, even when they promise something
 Okay, pride keep you hungry when you on the come up
 Don't matter who you son of, nigga, you a one-of-one
 Sometimes the weight feel like a hundred tons
 I know, but learned to carry load
 'Cause that the Harris way
 Go win a hundred or nothin', don't never half-way
 Fuck with anything and keep navigating your pathway
 I already know it's greatness in you 'cause I put it there
 They say that pressure make diamonds, find it
 Be you at all times and see who not to align with
 Nigga, shinin' was the point of the assignment
 Duh